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6th Floor Blog

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6th Floor Blog is written in a conversational style. It focuses on the life and adventures of six roommates living in an apartment together in Manhattan. For our first post and a explanation for the colors, go here.

“I think that was the best one yet.” Ann says, as Tabitha heads to the bathroom.

“I really enjoyed the third one, but this was good too.” Frank comments.

“That was the time travel one?” Scott asks.

“Yeah, I think they did it well.” Frank replies.

“The third one was almost devoid of the underlying Voldemort storyline though. It almost could’ve been a standalone movie.” Sara says.

“There were plenty of inaccuracies here too. They played up the hiding of the journal, and I certainly don’t remember that in the book. I think it was just a ploy to get Harry and Ginny to kiss. Of course, they really messed with the time line for that romance too.” Billy says.

“You and time lines. I agree, but at least this one was a little less clip show than the last one. They built around the overall story line of the Horcrux, and that worked well.” Tabitha says, returning from the bathroom.

“The 3D was disappointing. Just twelve or so minutes at the beginning, and it wasn’t even super action stuff.” Frank pouts.

“It was neat, but I’d have rather seen the scene with Dumbledore and Harry on that island getting the Horcrux in 3D.” Sara agrees.

“At least something with some action.” says Scott.

“The seventh one is going to be epic. I don’t know how they’ll fit it all in though.”

“Actually, they’re splitting it into two movies.” Tabitha says.

“Ala Kill Bill? Neat. I wonder where they’ll split it.” Billy muses.

“Probably from when Harry returns to Hogwarts. But we’ll make a wager closer to November 2010 when it comes out.”

“Sounds fair. Let’s do it once the preview’s out though. By the time the movie is out, it’ll probably be common knowledge where it’ split.”

“That works, especially if the preview has scenes from the second part to trick us.”

Sara: Ugh! Fine..means I won’t get to sleep until after 1. I’m going to need a double dose of coffee at work tomorrow..

Scott: At least I didn’t buy the 2am showing.

Sara: 2am? Yikes. That’d almost be better, I could just go right to Starbucks for coffee and then on to work.

Scott: Tabitha! I got the Harry Potter tickets for tonight. You in?

Tabitha: Nah..I gotta work tomorrow.

Scott: So? You work everyday. You only Potter once.

Tabitha: You can’t use a proper noun as a verb.

Scott: The movie will let out at 12:40..we’ll grab a cab. You can be asleep by 1. 😀

Tabitha: And be tired all day tomorrow? That does not sound all that appealing.

Scott: I’ll buy you a coffee on your way to work if you like.

Tabitha: Ugh. Fine, just make me a cup of tea in the morning and we’ll go from that.

Scott: I don’t know how to make tea.

Tabitha: It’s a teabag in boiling water. I’ll show you what to do.

Scott: Deal.

Scott: Annie! Harry Potter tonight as planned?

Ann: Don’t call me that Scotty boy. 😛

Scott: I got the tickets.

Ann: I’ll meet you guys there then. You convinced Tab?

Scott: All it took was a cup of tea.

Ann: lol.

Scott: You’re in right Billy?

Billy: Potter? Yup. I just finished re-reading the book at lunch.

Scott: So you can chronicle what they screwed up?

Billy: Nah, just so I can when I have that “But I don’t remember Harry doing that..” moment, I can remember what actually happened. And so I can whisper to Frank how mixed up the movie is. He hates that.

“I’d rather go back to winter. You can always tell it’s summer by the way the city smells.”

“The rain is only making that worse. It smells like a swamp.”

“Soon the sunlight will start warming that stagnant water, that’s full of cigerette butts and garbage, stewing it to a beautiful New York City scent.”

“They should make candles. Like those vomit flavored Jelly Bellys. NYC Summer candles.”

“What I wouldn’t give for a whiff of that syrup smell from Jersey right now.”

“I had an apartment once, third floor, directly above the dumpsters. We couldn’t open the window in the summer at all, or the whole apartment would reek of trash. We couldn’t have an air conditioner, just four fans that we kept constantly running.”

“That sounds rather miserable. I can’t imagine you spent much time there during the day.”

“Weekends mostly. We kept ourselves well stocked in beer. Any day we spent there we pretty much ended up drunk. I remember one day when I got stuck waiting for the cable guy during the week, and he showed up at the end of his 10-2 window. He must’ve thought I was a degenerate alcoholic or something. I must have downed 10 cold ones while waiting for him.”

“I’m confused Scott, how is that different from your drinking habits nowadays?”

Frank snickers.

“Now I wouldn’t be as obviously drunk with 10 beers.”

“So all you’ve gained over these years is a bit of alcohol tolerance?”

“And a bit of a beer belly.” Tabitha says, poking Scott’s tummy.

“Hey now!” Scott says, mock insulted, “I’m not the one panicking about fitting into a dress for my cousin’s wedding!”

“That’s only because my cousin thinks you’re a creep, and didn’t invite you to the wedding.”

“Aww, I’m sorry Scott. I know how much you like to wear a nice dress.”

Frank starts laughing uncontrollably, drawing weird looks from some of the other customers.